I Wouldn't Trade the Silver in My Mother's Hair - Eddy Arnold

I wouldn’t trade the silver in my mother’s hair

For all the gold in the world

The hands that rocked my cradle through all my baby days

Are treasures from the sky that money cannot buy

God gave us mothers and tried to be fair

When he gave me mine I got more than my share

I wouldn’t trade the silver in my mother’s hair

For all the gold in the world

God gave us mothers…